Yes the city of love -- you dazzle me with all these beautiful photo's each unique, so much to say about them one by one, punctuated with humor with the two separate -- male & female statues & the Eiffel tower and the statue of the couple --- sweet looking over his shoulder at the amusements.

Oh you tease us with your photo reflection in the glass building,, and love the ending with the woman walking away in the cold of night with the opening lines of the song captured below the photo.

Second part, but i am sure will not be the last. Everything began for the artist in Paris, but it never comes to an end. A wheel of senses that negins rolling but never stops again. Even the same street, the same corner, the same old and new facade reinvents itself with every new day. I am even starting to suspect, that Paris is not the same for those of us who watch it. She lies us, she presents a different face to every eye and soul, she is the one who fix the way she wants to be depicted by the artist brush, pen or camera. And let me tell you, dear Wind friend, that Paris has hold your hand and make you describe her, in the best and most superb way.No Paris, we dont go away, not for good, we always want to come back and meanwhile, a piece of our heart by your side stays.Thanks for this journey =)

It was a delight to travel with you once again on your journey, Wind. Two thoughts:

I particularly liked seeing the river and the glass buildings. Both have reflective qualities that can prove interesting to a photographer.

The street vendors always puzzle me in the sense of braving the harshness that often is encountered through nasty weather conditions. I think I would find and indoor location if I were among them or, in the least, something which kept me on the move.

Hello Wind..Paris is a romantic town ,I like the mood of your pictures .. there are the beautiful face of this beautiful city .. the look that you wear on her when you love it ... thank you for this trip is very successful .. a lot of poetry in this series too ..have a nice end of week..:o)

.on a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see him walking nowaway from me so hurriedly my reason must allow,that I had wooed not as I should a creature made of clay -when the angel woos the clay she'll lose her wings at the dawn of day..."

Hi Wind, This set is outstanding, so much character and stories hidden in each one of these pictures. It is nice to see your touch once again on real life with great composition.It is a bit unfair of me to pick a favourite as I am having difficulty choosing....so I will not.The simple bird silhouette is effective even though he is watching you closely ! Self portrait... nice one, I had to remove one of mine recently as I did not realise I was in the photo... I can't be giving too much away.. Ha Ha.Deep meaning song again... where do you find these ? !!Lastly, the processing is in a different league..... hey, does anyone want to buy my camera ?!!Always a pleasure visiting your page, J